The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1887-05-15
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life. Well. now that it is Just the proper thing
for men to be tall, they are improving on ma
ture and building themselves up to the desira-
BILE limit. The way thev do it is to have their
shoes made with heels than commonly
high. and then built up inside at the back to a
still greater extent This has the effect, while
raising the wearer, of pitching him forward at
an angle that looks as though it must be very
uncomfortable indeed. But the New York
fashionable doesn't care for a little thing of that
sort. Bless you, There is man in par
ticular who is making sensation on Broadway
in these days, partly through his natural gifts
as to height and partly because he has been as
sisted by his shoemaker to an extent quite be-
yond compare. This specimen is foreigner.
and is said to be of gentle birth. In point OF
fact, he is called baron. He is naturally over
six feet high, and a fne-looking fellow of the
brunette order But. not satisfied with his ale
himself up enormously, and his gait thereby has
become the very apex of awkwardness
When man of genius sets out to be jovial he
succeeds. know chap of that sort who had
heap of fun. Mrs Duncan Morgan gave an
tertainment called a fancy german. With few
exceptions the guests were in character cos
tunes, without masks, to be sure; but this young
man got up device that amused him asl tha
evening To begin with, he had three-legged
stool riveted in the seat of his trousers The
legs were all fitted with hinges that, when he
stood up they dropped fias against his own, but
when he sat down they fell into place. and sup
ported him as we'll three-legged stool ever
supported A band of some stout stuff
was fastened across his knees, so that when he
sat down he could stretch his legs two or three
feet. Over his head, and resting upon it, was
YOKE such French peasants TO carry
milk cans. Thus rgged, the young fellow sat
down his three practicable wooden and
two human legs, clasping his hands on his knees
and throwing his arms cut. He was uphol-
stored in green velvet till he spectacle
His arms were tufted. a ine soft seat was
in to go around his waist a belt and fastened
to the band between his knees. A plated
f1ounce encrcled him, aud beautifully y padded
back ran from his waist up to the yoke his
head. In the center of this was a slit, through
which he poked his head. and threw the yoke
back on his shoulders Deep bullion frng ge went
down his arms and over the fiounce. When he
stood up he was ungainly mass of frsils,
fringes and furbelows; but when he threw up the
yoke on his head. drew his noddle in like a tur-
tie. braced his arms in the proper position. and
sat down, he was as inviting easy chair az
you would find in cabinet-makers store He
would select quiet spot at the end of dance,
strike his attitude and wait developments
Down would drop some exhausted damsel. Once =
fat dowager nearly pressed the stuf1ing out OF
him, but he contented himself by giving way.
aud making madam believe the ricketv old chair
coming to pieces with her. But then came
the delightful task of holding her pretty niece.
and our hero behaved like chair with palpi-
tatlng back and spring as long as he could
An attendant cavalier went off to fetch ice.
The fair maid leaned her head back so that her
Grecian knot of hair perforated the slit made for
our friend to see through. and stuffed his mouth
full of Titan red locks What should the arms OF
chair do then but enfold her2 Up came both OF
his hands, and met over the Jack roses on her
corsage. Ma'amzele gave desperate yell. and
started out of that shady corner AT that mo-
ment our friend sprang uD pushed the yoke off
his matted brow, and in the wild disorder of his
crazy suit the first to ask her what the
matter was
To catch up bottle of perfume and dab the
stopper at ones upper lip. believe. is popular
trick with many women. ! know I've seen lots
of women do it. and did 1t myself TIL, the other
night. starting to see Langtry. / did that trick
in a dark room, and have quitit altogether. You
see. ran back for glove bu.toner, and. prowl-
ing over the dressing-case. struck tbs glass stop
per of bottle of cherry blossom. caught it up
and smooched it my upper lip, and gave
two little dabs behind my ears so my neighbors
should have a smell 'Tisn't cherry blossom.
after ALL thought l. its the white rose extract all
the same. And pranced down and Joined my
party. We had got into car, when some one
said, Good mercy. what have You got on your
facet"
replied. aggressively.
'.Why. you've got dark-purple mustachs.'
Great heaven! 1t broke me in minute
That nasty bottle of scented ink that myself
had carelessly left the dressing bureau.
There was no Langtrv for me that night.
Ninety-six washings only weakened the stain.
Sand paper and pummice stone have removed
some of my lip (I always had enoughl but ITS so
dark now Ten days ago it happened that folks
say to me. 'You must stop using that vaseline;
you certainly getting mustache." and just
behind my Two spots thar look as It
modification had taken place. However,
didn't make q spectacle of myself Maria did
the other night Maria has a little wisp OF hair,
the darkest shade of brown, growing on he-
head, but she has lovely switch that she just
twists on as natural as life and twice the sizs.
She had been disportng herself all the after
noon in dshabille with just her bang nicely
curled and those la hairs of hers in knob
big a hickory nut on the back
of her head. Some friends in and
Maria began dressing for the theater She dis
appeared into the next and the two iadief
sitting with her went down 70 the drawing-rooln,
where their waiting Maria bad
slipped into her mas room, just combed out tbs
switch and twisted il in with the devoted little
band of hairs that had not deserted her as Yet.
Then she came back to her own weli-lighted
apartment. put on her bonnet, ana the party
started. The curtain was down on the first act
when she leaned forward tc speak 20 one of her
friends. The look OF astonshment abe received
told her something was wrong
why, Maria. your back hairf why its--its--A
stammered the lady.
Marias hand went up supposing it was coming
down.
No, it was snugly coiled and securely pinned.
rs it wrong" asked she.
tWhy, it's milk white"
Mas S75 switch of silver Lair was twisted in
and skewered onto Maria's head, which SWAN as
she contemplated the situation. She half turned
and caught the laughing regard of several in the
vicinity, and 1t IS wonder the hairs that grew
on her head did not turn white to match mas
switch.
..I cannot stay, I shall faint murmured ths
wretched woman, and as soon as the lights ia
the auditorium were put down for the next act
poor Maria arose and staggered out on the arm
of friend and cried herself sleep that night
when the rest of the party were taking it over
and laughing at her expense at the supper table,
CLARA BELLE.
Young Mr. Sprague Wants Divorce.
H.
+hat4 Sr.ras nE